I recently had a conversation about revisiting past work — how, contrary to a common practice in the pantheon of performance art, I don’t shy from performing work over and over; sometimes with lengthy gaps in between, and others with …
We both had the great privilege of attending the same Catholic high school in Vaughan, ON. More specifically- a Catholic ARTS high school. (For some reason it feels like there is an oxymoron in those words strung together—catholic-arts-school?) Of course, …
It’s an exciting time in the Toronto arts scene as our stages finally begin to reflect the diverse community around us. Unfortunately, disabled folks continue to be left behind. When the team at The Disability Collective realized that there were …
CW: Colorado Springs shooting, Queer/Trans Violence, Gun Violence, Death. The bar team at Buddies honours the victims of the Club Q shooting and stands with our queer community in Colorado, and around the world. Buddies has a long-standing history of …
MARIPOSA, the piece I’ve been working on through my residency at Buddies, is a tribute to this butterfly & to the many Mariposas that guide us in the deaths and awakenings that we experience during our time here.
ZOM-FAM finally gets to meet an audience! After two whole years where this show has been “in suspense,” during a time when all of us working in the arts, performance and cultural fields wondered whether we would ever get back …
I worked with Yvette Nolan in Minneapolis, MN in the summer of 2021, serving as her Assistant Director and happy chauffeur about town during a production of her play The Unplugging. Time together driving to and from rehearsal led to …
For me, pole dance is a solo practice rooted in centering my body, feeling grounded and connecting to a deeper sense of self. To ask unsolicited, invasive questions threatens the balance I’ve found within myself. I’m not a dance teacher. I only have the capacity to be invested in my own journey.
They concerned themselves with the ‘Pretty Mas’ and colourful costumes and dumbed down the traditional carnival. There was no place for the ‘Ole Mas’ traditions which were born out of protest and resistance by my Post-Emancipated African ancestors.
As someone who studies dimorphic fungi, this interaction silenced my excitement. It reminded me of being a seven year old child all over again and my mother taking away my super cool, neon pink Powerpuff Girls school bag, only to give me a gross, blue Tweety Bird one.